Fannovela

It has been an never ending war between the mystic and the mundane but when a war is brought upon both sides by something much greater and stronger, their only winning piece is Snow.  A result of an affair between a dragon made by the powerful Olympian goddess and a witch made by the goddess of sorcery herself... Medusa.

Only Snow can save both worlds but can she find fight her demons and accept her light or will she fall into darkness and lead both worlds into an uprising.

On her path to finding herself she'll guided by friends, foe and family

Birth Of An Ancient

<p>"I kno-wait what?!" Snow raised her head at Eleanor who had a huge grin on her face like a kid on Christmas. Immediately the sword was pulled out of her, her body returned to its original state and she was able to breathe again and right after that, her face had a huge grin on it. Although it was frightening and scary, it gave her the thrill she had been missing for a while. It made her body cold and hot with anticipation and fear and she loved it.  </p>

<p>Snow eyes lined into thin slits. Her knees were bunched up while her arms rested on top of it. She looked at Eleanor and studied the vampiress with rapt attention. She'd never seen the lady smile this big. There was a mixture of mischief and amusement in her red eyes. One would not know she was at the brick of death a few minutes ago. Meanwhile, Snow was beating herself up about the whole ordeal.  </p>

Chapter Ninety Seven